Today, I decided to post one for the ... er ... the mature ladies of the world.
I don't know if you've ever gone to see male strippers, but I've been there. Well, to be honest, it was only one time.
My friends took me to see them on my 40th birthday, but it truly was wild and sexy and it implanted some really nice memories.
I don't know if you've ever gone to see male strippers, but I've been there. Well, to be honest, it was only one time.
My friends took me to see them on my 40th birthday, but it truly was wild and sexy and it implanted some really nice memories.
Sexy Mail Stripper |
Visiting the Chippendales
by CJ Heck
Back when I turned forty,
some friends took me
to see the male strippers.
I never knew
there was a place
you could go
where there was
so much action
without
ANY
action.
We were small dots
in a sea of faces,
distorted by the
strobing lights
set to music,
sexy, seductive,
and LOUD,
but it had to be loud
to hear it above
the screaming women ...
(BOOM ta da BOOM ta da BOOM)
“Take it OFF! Throw it HERE!”
(BOOM ta da BOOM ta da BOOM)
“Shake it, Ooo baby! Take it ALL off!”
(BOOM ta da BOOM ta da BOOM)
while a tan, muscled,
sexy young stud
humped and ground
a well-packed G-string
in a woman’s face
two
seats
down.
I remember thinking,
HO-LY CRAP,
what if I’m next?
Mama always told me
'look but don’t touch'
but somehow,
the not touching
was SO much easier
when I was five ...
[From CJ's book, "Anatomy of a Poet"]
"A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck
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